She knew that it was more than possible that he would not come that day, but she could not leave anything unfinished.

It was so important that he should realize his welcome from the very first moment of arrival.
All was finished at last even to her satisfaction.

She stood alone in the rough hut that she had turned into as dainty a guest-chamber as her woman's ingenuity could devise, and breathed a sigh of contentment, feeling that she had not worked in vain.

Surely he would feel at home here! Surely, even though through his weakness they had had to readjust both their lives, by love and patience a place of healing might be found.

It was impossible to analyze her feelings towards him, but she was full of hope.